The wind sang your name
Jean-Charles...
In the whisper of the leaves,
The murmur of water
And my heart overheard this song
Enchanted in my mind with it's beauty...
Suddenly catching the grace
In the harmony of sounds and feelings
Shone the iridescent light
Of the magic world of art...
And the sound of the music of spheres
In the intimate secret garden
Decorates the fragrance of dreams
With the splendor of divine colors...
And this marvelous aroma
Innocently awakened love...